The dude I mentioned in this post? Never ending blog fodder. Dude I’m working with knows him as well and the other day we were talking about a call he made to him- I’ll protect their names; dude I’m working with will be “Joel” and the other guy will be “irresponsible, worst dad ever” or “IWDE”:
Joel: I had to call him to get his info, I gotta 1099 him this year… can’t hide all that cash.
tesco: I’m sure he wasn’t too quick to answer knowing that call was coming…
Joel: Actually he answered right away, I was shocked:
IWDE: Dude, I can’t talk right now, I’m in the store and my (two year old) kid (daughter) is in the truck (running, unlocked in one of the worst neighborhoods), I’ll call you back in five minutes (after my kid is stolen along with my truck)
tesco: Nice excuse
Joel: Dude, he called back five minutes later! It wasn’t an excuse!
Now I’m no “Dad of the year” but for god’s sake, I would never leave my kid alone in my car even at the ages they are now, let alone at two. How hard is it to bring your kid in with you? I realize it’s no fun to have to cart around a bunch of kids and make a bunch of small stops. Joel has four of them and he still manages, I have two and granted, I can pretty much let them roam free in the WaWa now but there was a time that I had to monitor them. I remember when my oldest was three and I would have to stop, I would be carrying the youngest but I would tell the oldest that he could go to the candy isle as long as he kept talking to me as loud as he could. It was pretty funny actually, I don’t know how the other people in the store saw it, but I thought it was cute as hell – I would be at the coffee stand, holding the youngest, making coffee with one hand while the oldest was all, “Daddy, can I have gummy bears?” at the top of his lungs… I’d yell back, “Dude, no, they’ll tear out your tooth”… “aww, can I have, this, daddy?”… “buddy, I can’t see what this is…” “can I?”… “sure”… “are you still there, daddy?” “I said, sure!” “Daddy?”… “Yes, busta?”… “Can I have gummy bears?”… “only if you get me a bag too”
Hey, it worked and it made a few people laugh anyway. That’s always a good thing. Other mommys think that’s pretty hot.
where was I?
Oh yeah, at the risk of sounding like a gay ass “Daddy Blogger“, I love thinking back to that time, when my kids liked me. Back when my oldest would ask to go to the grocery store with me and I would say yes- because the most he would ask for would be a 99 cent Matchbox car. I remember once when he was around four, we were arguing about what cereal to get:
tesco: That’s nothing but sugar, dude. No. You can’t get it.
busta: But we need cereal, dad
tesco: I’m aware of that, just not that one
busta: but it says it’s good on the cover
tesco: wha’d I say?
busta: how about this?
tesco: are you serious? Let me pick it out.
busta: then it won’t be good
tesco: Dude, I always get good cereal, you don’t know what you’re talking about
busta: Mom always lets me pick
tesco: do I look like mom to you?
busta: Mom is pretty
tesco: …
tesco: why am I arguing with a three year old?
busta: I’m four, dad.
tesco: …
tesco: just pick a cereal.
Wait, what was I saying? I miss those days? Little always won the arguments!
HI